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A Final Farewell

by L M Lacee
Originally published by on 28/07/2018

The day was cold and the skies were leaden as we watched the boat slowly move back, away from the dock. Waving a white hankie, my grandmother said her final farewells to my father and grandfather. They saluted goodbye.

“Not long before they come home, dear one,' she told me.

“No, Gran.'

As the boat became a speck on the horizon, we turned and walked away.

“One day they will return and we will be here waiting for them.'

“Yes, Gran.' I sighed. Truly… did everything have to be such a drama? They had only gone fishing for three days!

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